She teases you with her pussy.

She lifts one of her knees and puts it down again on the other side of you, straddling your thighs and sitting up straight. You have an excellent view of her body: pink hair, pink lips, pink nipples, tanned skin, and a dusting of blond hair at her crotch.

"You deserve a nice, long, life-altering blow job," she says, as her fingers move idly across her abdomen. "But I'm guessing that our first time around is going to be short and sweet. So we might have to do this a few times to get it right. If you don't mind, that is."

"I don't mind," you manage to say, your voice hoarse.

She smiles at that and leans forward, putting her hands on the bed on either side of your shoulders. Then she draws her hips up your body, trapping your cock flat between your stomach and her groin. She settles down with a wiggle, pressing her wet pussy against the length of your shaft.

"I suppose this is breaking the rules of the game," she says, her voice low and warm. "But I'm not fucking you. I'm just making sure you're ready before I pop your hot cock in my mouth."

"Okay..."

She grins, and starts to shift her hips, nudging forward and then back, sliding her pussy across your cock. "I suppose I COULD fuck you. I'd just have to tilt my hips a little and push, and I'd bet you'd slide right into me."

You can imagine it as she says it. You can imagine going deep into her, and you know that you would fit tightly and perfectly, and you know that the look her her face as you entered her would be worth remembering.

But she keeps her position, teasing you slowly, not taking you inside her. She sighs, pressing down so that her clit slides across you. "But it's your birthday, so I want you to come in my mouth. You tell me when you're ready to burst, and I'll put my lips around that big cock of yours." She emphasizes this by tracing her lips with the tip of her tongue.

She's right; this isn't going to take long. Waves of heat ripple up and down your body as she teases your cock with her slick pussy, and you can feel an irresistible pressure starting to build. You groan and clutch her thighs, and she sighs again, spreading her legs to rest more of her weight on you. "Just say my name," she says. "Say my name and I'll give you what you want."